All The world's A masquerade Made up of fools and philosophers Were it rain On our charade All washes away, Except for our true colors
If any people bothered Looking for truth, please Stop the world From spinnin 'round Instead we choose to follow Footsteps of fools, please Stop the world From spinning 'round If nothing's new under the Sun For me and you Won't somebody please
Stop the world Stop the world I wanna get off Stop the world Stop the world
If we forget Yesterday, We're bound to repeat it Tomorrow It's not too late To start today, Better off safe, Than sorry
Do unto those as you would Do to yourselves, please, Stop the world From spinning 'round We neeed more feet to walk in One another's shoes, please
Stop the world From spinning 'round There's nothing new Under the sun For me and you, Won't somebody please Stop the world Stop the world I wanna get off Stop the world Stop the world Where there is love?
Stop! The world Stop the world I wanna get off Stop the world Stop the world I wanna get off You gotta stop it! You gotta stop Stop the world Stop the world I wanna get off Stop the world Stop the world (Stop from spinning 'round) Where there is love? Stop the world Stop the world All the world's A masquerade Made up of fools
Compositores: Gary Cherone, Nuno BettencourtPublicado em 1992 (30/Set)ECAD verificado fonograma #1998893 em 11/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM